Suffer the little children to come unto me.
1. See, Israel's gentle Shepherd stands
With all-engaging charms;
Hark, how he calls the tender lambs,
And folds them in his arms.

2. Permit them to approach, he cries,
Nor scorn their humble name;
For 't was to bless such souls as these
The Lord of angels came.

3. We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, And yield them up to thee;

Joyful that we ourselves are thine,
Thine let our offspring be.

105.

Children in the arms of Jesus.

1. Behold what condescending love
Jesus on earth displays!-
To babes and sucklings he extends
The riches of his grace.

2. He still the ancient promise keeps,
To our forefathers given;
Young children in his arms he takes,
And calls them heirs of heaven.

3. Forbid them not, whom Jesus calls, Nor dare the claim resist,

Since his own lips to us declare

Of such will heaven consist.

4. With flowing tears, and thankful hearts, We give them up to thee;

Receive them, Lord, into thine arms;
Thine may they ever be.

107.

Habitual devotion.

1: While thee I seek, protecting Power,
Be my vain wishes still'd;
And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be fill'd.

2. Thy love the power of thought bestow'd;
To thee my thoughts would soar:
Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd;
That mercy I adore.

3. In each event of life, how clear
Thy ruling hand I see;
Each blessing to my soul most dear,
Because conferr'd by thee.,

4. In every joy that crowns my days,
In every pain I bear,

My heart shall find delight in praise,
Or seek relief in prayer.

Praise,-delightful.

1. My Saviour, my almighty Friend, When I begin thy praise,

Where will the growing numbers end,The numbers of thy grace?

2. I trust in thy eternal word;
Thy goodness I adore;

Send down thy grace, O blessed Lord,
That I may love thee more.

3. My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road;

And march, with courage in thy strength,
To see the Lord my God.

4. Awake! awake! my tuneful powers,
With this delightful song;
And entertain the darkest hours,
Nor think the season long.

113.

We shall see Him as he is.

1. The heav'nly treasure now we have
In a vile house of clay;
But Christ will to the utmost save,
And keep us to that day.

2. Our souls are in his mighty hand,
And he shall keep them still;
And you and I shall surely stand
With him on Zion's hill.

3. Him eye to eye we there shall see; Our face like his shall shine: O what a glorious company,

When saints and angels join!

4. O what a joyful meeting there!
In robes of white array'd,
Palms in our hands we all shall bear,
And crowns upon our head.